It's only been a month...

... to the day since I received a call telling me that she died. Since then the nights have gone quiet to the point where ears cry out waiting for sound. But the playlists, no beeps from a computer or living creature fulfill its want of that familiar voice.

My inks have dried and caked, my quills feel broken, my papers can't even hold onto a single tear.

How I miss you

Though I am glad
That you're someplace better than here
I just wish
That I was able to say good bye
I would've sacrificed the night for just a simple phone call
For just a simple hello
With one last farewell.


Father hold me
As my heart soaks up my tears
Let this small joy grow
So that it can drown out these broken nights

A toast for such a great friend
Who was and always will be one of the best I'll ever know
Though small amongst the earth, a giant among hearts
Until we meet once more.